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Phanton Menace

Phanton Menace

$uicideboy$YouTube

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Back against the wall (fuck!)

With my back against the wall

Still hanging in the hall, never change, I'm the same (nope)

Please don't fucking call me, no (no!)

The person you're tryna reach is unavailable, ayy (aye!)

Remember the days? When me and $lick had to drive to LA?

Sleepin' on the floor at Krez and Fat Nick's house

A hoodie doubles as a pillow and you're blessed to get a couch (yah, yah, ayy)

Ask for no amount, 'til it's time to really count

Whatever the fuck you say, you hate is what the fuck I'm really 'bout

Really doin' drugs, unlike you, do it for the clout (nah)

Really got a problem, like I'm usually blacking out (yuh)

All my friends are headcases, and this kid's gonna pout

Bring me back to the pizza kitchen, I'll clock in and out

Washin' dishes, customers bitching, the manager trippin', still, I'm out (out)

Fuck the rap industry, I'm down for the motherfucking count

All you fuckin' clowns, I could really do without, ayy

I'll be back, I really, really, really doubt

Southside maniac with the nine loaded (what?)

Northside Shawty, AKA I'm loaded (okay)

Made a couple milli', world touring, fucking it up, but fuck a couple milli'

Burn it up, like I'm the Joker in Gotham City

Before them days, we used to hit up Orange Mound (hold up)

TA, Ghost, Smurf, brought the skunk out (throw them hands, like)

Ridin' four deep, smoked out, loced out, smoked out, loced out (what?)

Now I'm surrounded by folks I never met

Seems like the bigger you get, equals nothing but death

But nonetheless, still got them dead presidents

Innocent residents, stray bullets, deaths begin

Funerals for the cold-blooded, makeup skin (pop-pop-pop)

So I call Ruby, he said he got the blade (okay)

I'm like, "Okay, I got the jacket loaded, and the AK"

And the AK, AK

Fuck you!

(All of y'all are fake, all of y'all are fake, all of y'all are fake) When I die, bury me in all grey

(All of y'all are fake, all of y'all are fake, all of y'all are fake) $uicide, 'til the motherfucking grave

(All of y'all are fake, all of y'all are fake, all of y'all are fake) When I die, bury me in all grey

(All of y'all are fake, all of y'all are fake, all of y'all are fake) It's $uicide, 'till the motherfucking grave

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